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Norm: Well, I'm here, squirrel drive online,
As the diodes spike up my metal spine,
I can see where you're coming from,
When your receptors blink, and your servos hum.
So over-clocked, I don't know my name,
There's something wrong in my core mainframe.
Don't you know that I'll take you to a higher place,
As we meet on the floor, and we interface.

Chloe: I sense a change in my info stream,
From renovated positronic sequencing.
You used to have such an 8-bit feel,
With your screw-on head, and your squirrel wheel.
Now I'm forced to reevaluate,
My old motherboard and my data rates.
We move our chassis to a higher place,
As we meet on the floor, and we interface.